Dollhouses & War

The first attempt at proper poetry and the next and the next.
"Not a tea stain, but a rain stain,"
"Does my heart tangle like headphones in a pocket?"
"...mascara tears registers exhilaration under rapid music beats. "
"Love is the only blood we will bleed as / Together we fall into a rainstorm."


14. Plum Pucker



Pink eyeshadow glittering intermittently in the low light

of a green flickering bathroom, 

lined in dense black liquid flicked at the corner. 

Cheeks red with heat or confidence and curved

with sharp stakes of bronzer. 

Lips puckered in vibrant plum with a vanilla sheen. 


Two hours in a mirror scrutinising with pens 

and pencils 

and patience. 

Thirty minutes shifting angles under the stare

of a camera shutter. 

A nervous drive in a taxi, 

a shifting stomach solidifying 

as the destination is reached. 


Eyes blown. 

Heels hurting. 

Hips swaying

under fifty million stares of eyes and disco lights. 

Plum pucker sealed around a glass rim. 


Three minutes in a bathroom 

hands on the rims of sinks,

dripping nail varnish and discounted soap. 

A smile of disorientation and laughter 

as mascara tears registers exhilaration 

under rapid music beats. 


Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...